Making My Mess With Tess
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By the time I got the door open and all three of us, plus beach equipment, piled into the RV, we were all giggling uncontrollably.
"You knew that suit couldn't be worn in the water!" I said.
"What are you talking about?" Tess said. "I wore it in the water, and it was fine!"
"I've seen windows that hid more than that thing!" I told her.
"I could tell that you had a partial shave," Kim said. "That's pretty transparent."
"It's kind-of a novelty item," Tess admitted. "I bought it special, Will -- just for you!"
"You bought it special just for whoever-would-look," I said. "Let's face it, Tess, you're an incorrigible exhibitionist."
"It's fun!" Tess said. "I've always been this way! Don't be angry!"
"Baby, I'm not angry," I told her. And I wasn't. I loved Tess' bold exhibitionist streak -- always had. But I did worry about her judgment. I thought she had to be careful to pick her spots, in order to keep both of us out of trouble.
"He's not angry," Kim said, laughing. "He's horny! Look!"
Tess was still in her glass swimsuit, but attention was suddenly refocused on me. OK, so I had an erection. Alert the media.
"Let's all get a shower and go get some dinner," I said.
"I don't know if all three of us can get in there," Tess said.
"Well, two of us can, we already know that," I said. "And Kim's got her own shower."
"Kim always showers in the big one, in back," Tess reminded me.
"OK, fine. But let's get started. I'm getting hungry."
"Kim -- you and Will go on ahead first," Tess said.
"I can wait for you, Will," Kim said.
"Go on with him, Kim," Tess said. "Will's anxious to get some dinner. We'll have to drive somewhere, to find a place. You two go ahead and shower together, and I'll go last."
"She's just playing with you, Kim," I said. "Don't worry about it. Come on back, we'll close the bedroom door, and Tess won't know whether we're showering together or not."
"Do it, Kim. It can't hurt anything," Tess said.
I thought Tess' choice of ways to try to get something started among the three of us was fairly transparent. Not, perhaps, as transparent as her white bikini, but close. Even so, Kim followed my lead and the two of us were together, door closed (and locked) in the RV's master bedroom, also known as Will and Tess' Love Nest.
Kim just stood there in her little skin-tight suit. I could have gone on into the bathroom and stripped for my shower alone, but instead, on impulse, I pulled off my suit and jock right there at the foot of the bed, and stood nude before Kim. My erection had subsided but, as was the case the last time Kim had seen my schlong, I had a nice lingering semi-tumescence that made me look better-hung than nature had actually arranged.
"C'mon, Kim," I said. "Call her bluff. She wants us in the shower together. Let's do it."
Somewhat to my surprise, Kim shimmied out of her suit, exposing a very white torso that, evidently, had never seen the sun, uncovered. Her pussy lips were hidden under a generous quantity of coal-black hair. I noticed that it wasn't nearly as curled and kinky as the hair on American women's pubes tended to be -- if they had hair on them at all.
If Kim was embarrassed by her nudity, she didn't show it. Her breasts, as expected, were relatively flat -- at least as compared to those twin monuments Tess sported. But Kim wasn't as flat-chested as I'd always assumed. Her breasts didn't protrude very much, and they didn't hang at all, but they were "large" in the sense that the rounded spans covered most of her upper torso.
Hillocks, I thought to myself. They looked tender, soft and pliable.
I had an urge to take a nipple into my mouth, but I didn't. I didn't touch her, intimately, at all, but I did lead her to the relatively spacious shower stall off the master bedroom. I turned on the water, both of us standing outside the stall, waiting for hot water to arrive. When it did, Kim stepped inside at the same time as I did. No further urging had been necessary.
I soaped up both hands and applied the rich suds to her shoulders; then her upper arms; then her back. She faced away from my reborn erection and I admired the rich curve of her lower hip, and the prominent buttocks that I was seeing, uncovered, for the first time. She had an athlete's body -- much leaner and smaller than Tess' big, muscular torso, but strong and substantial, all the same.
I wasn't coy. I continued soaping her body, both hands, now, on her breasts; now down to her six-pack abs, feeling the well-defined musculature under my fingers. Now I had my soaped fingers probing the hairy center of her, feeling her subtle response to my light, unforced stimulation.
Surely, at some point in the past, Kim and I had touched, but if we had, it had been so incidental, so lacking in sexuality, that it was as if it had never happened. Now, there was no question. We were nude together in close quarters, my hands probing her most private place. She leaned her body back into me from shoulder to buttocks, and my penis settled between those butt cheeks as if it had sought them out with eyes of its own.
"Tess told me she wants us -- all of us -- to... be together," Kim said. It was the first thing either of us had said, since I'd turned on the water for our shower.
"Yes," I said.
"I've... never been with a woman," she said.
"I'm not certain Tess has, either," I told her.
"She told me she had 'sort of' been with a woman, once before," Kim whispered, "but that it hadn't been much of anything. She said that, really, I'd be her first, too."
"I've never been with -- two women," I told Kim.
"Do you want to do this?"
"Oh, yes!" I said. "Yes I do -- very much!"
When we left the shower, there weren't any important parts of either of us that hadn't been touched, caressed, by the other. But the touching had been only foreplay. Nothing too serious had yet occurred.
Dry now, but still nude, I unlocked and opened the door into the front of the RV, and found Tess there, also nude now, patiently waiting.
"Your turn," I told her. "We're all done."
"Will you... wait for me?" Tess said.
"We absolutely won't start without you," I said. "Want me to join you, so you can keep an eye on me?"
"Stay with Kim," Tess said. "Talk to her. But wait for me -- OK?"
Kim had pulled back the bedcovers so that only the white sheets, top and bottom, were visible. She was lying nude on one side of the bed, leaving a vast area -- at least two-thirds -- available for... others.
"She wants us to wait for her?" Kim said.
"Yes."
"Is this going to be... all right?" Kim asked me.
"We all may be a little clumsy, but, yeah, it's going to be fine," I said.
"No. I meant -- for you. Sharing Tess. You weren't too happy about -- Hal."
"Maybe this is a little bit piggy of me," I said, "but I don't feel the same way about sharing Tess with a woman. Besides, as I understand how this is going to work, there's going to be something very nice in it for Old Will, too."
"I've known, for weeks, now, that Tess was going to propose this," Kim said.
"Really? Even though she hadn't said anything to you?"
"She didn't say anything at all -- until this week," Kim said. "And she didn't say anything definite, until last night, just before bedtime, back at the house."
"But you say you knew, 'for weeks'?"
"Yes. It was -- in the air."
"And you're... willing?"
"I'm here. I'm naked, in your bed."
"Yes. But I mean, this is something you want, too? You're not just... going along with Tess."
"I want you," Kim said. "I won't know, for sure, whether I want Tess, until we... do something. But I think I want her, and I know I want you!"
"This was Tess' idea," I said, "but that doesn't mean I haven't wanted you, all along. I would never have suggested anything, as long as Tess and I were together, but I thought about it, plenty!"
"That's not so unusual, is it?... For a man, I mean?"
"No. No, it's not. But I had a pretty strong tingle for you, in particular."
"A... tingle?"
"It's an inside expression," I told Kim. "One of Tess' little sayings. Don't worry, I'll explain it to you, at some point."
"You're hard," Kim said.
"Oh, Hell yes!" I said.
"I hope Tess lets me go first," she said.
"Hey, she's not the boss of you," I told Kim. "She asked us to wait for her, and we're waiting for her. She didn't say she was going to be in charge of the proceedings."
"Let's let her be in charge, though," Kim said. "At least this... first time. Then, if there are other times, we'll maybe take turns, being the tour guide."
I must say that Tess' shower took longer than Kim's and my joint shower had. That seemed a little strange, considering that all three of us were, obviously, pretty eager to get this party started.
When she finally emerged from the steamy bathroom, she'd already dried herself (usually that chore was accomplished in the bedroom, away from the bathroom's excessive moisture). She was nude and, while Kim perhaps didn't notice, I noticed, immediately, that the small thatch of pubic hair that had formerly decorated the top of Tess' pussy was now history. She was shaved as clean as a baby. Her tight little labia, closely aligned with virtually no visible opening between them, were fat and pink and already glistening with moisture.
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Tess bought my lunch at Applebee's and I was expecting to join her afterward to complete the front nine on Course One, but instead she just drove me back to the Club, gave me my fee plus a $20 tip, thanked me for the 27-hole workout, and made a date for another round late Wednesday afternoon. She was there on Wednesday, again playing alone and again playing solid golf on the difficult second course. She said she would be back on Saturday and Sunday mornings, and asked if I was going to be...
We had been in and out of Phoenix so much during the past month that it felt as if we ought to register to vote. Now, the week leading up to the Safeway International had finally arrived. But Tess and Kim were in for a horrific double-shocker. Superstition Mountain was a 72-hole event, but, for both my girls, it was 36 holes -- and out. They both missed the cut! It wasn't particularly close. More time, preparation, and well-spaced practice rounds had been played at Superstition Mountain...
On a golf tournament's final day, the leaders go out last. By the time we reached the first tee, word had spread that Donna Fregosi, a three-year pro who'd barely held onto her tour card the previous year, was burning up the course on the tenth hole. Fregosi had started the day well back, seven strokes behind Kim and Tess. Now she was only two behind and looking good for another bird on the tenth. Karrie Webb spoke quietly to Tess and Kim as they waited to be introduced by the event...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Saturday night was surprisingly low-key. Tess and Kim wanted to eat in, but we all had spent a lot of physical and emotional energy during the long day of play, so we ended up putting away seven Lean Cuisines between the three of us. There was no sex. Nobody felt like having sex. Well, I did, but I could tell, right away, that neither of the women did, so, naturally, I just tried to stay out of the way. We knew that the final group's start time on Sunday would be after noon. It was too...
Saturday night was low-key and comfortable in the RV. We all sprawled around the big front room, each of us at ease, doing whatever felt right to us as individuals. Kim suggested a game of chess, and we played two, but, as always, she beat me so quickly, and with such consummate ease, that we both soon lost interest. I buried my nose, thereafter, in a book, while Tess was surfing the 'Net. Kim read the "Fri-Sat-Sun" edition of USA Today, which, at that point in time, was already 36 hours...
Tokyo, in January, was fantastic. Tess was kept busy, but her schedule with TESLA wasn't unduly demanding, and we had time to see the city and, occasionally, to get away from Tokyo and visit other beautiful and historic places. It was a far more enjoyable foreign travel experience than any we'd had, during the season. Tess played some golf, but it was mainly to socialize with the TESLA brass, and to continue her trial period with their equipment. I was pleased to hear her say that she was...
As the weather guys say, "Warm air is coming up from the Gulf of Mexico, and we will be experiencing increasingly warmer temperatures and high humidity over the next few days." Or, as we caddy-types would say it, "Holy Christ! It's like a fucking sauna out here!" That's what Day Three was like. It maybe wasn't so awful for the groupings that went out early, although the humidity was a bear, right from dawn on. But when Tess' next-to-last threesome hit off the first tee, it was after...
Being hooked up with Tess was as stimulating to the senses as being an astronaut, or maybe a movie stuntman. Our little romance had been torrid throughout the last half of the previous year's Futures Golf Tour, where Tess had tried -- with considerable success -- to make her mark as a rookie pro golfer, despite only having been on the tour for a little more than half a season. We were living together, in her bus-sized luxury RV, whenever we were on the road, and the intimacy hadn't seemed...
Tess and I eventually dropped the subject of Sex with Kim. It was, after all, the wee hours of the morning on Day Three of the Qualifying Tournament. It was cut day. The chances of Tess missing the cut were slim and none. She was, in fact, in a great position to actually take away prize money from this tournament. To my surprise, it turned out that cash was awarded to the top finishers in Q-School. I thought getting the LPGA card would be prize enough (and I'm sure the competitors felt the...
Tess, it turned out, had the course record for the Women's Open at St. Andrews. Of course, this was the first year in which the championship had been staged on the Old Course, so all it really meant was that Tess was low scorer for opening day. We were assured, however, by several somewhat excited officials of the facility, that it also was the low women's score for any competitive round in the history of the course. It made all the papers in the British Isles, and I imagine that it was...
We left in the RV for New Rochelle, New York on Saturday, July 19. It was a medium-sized city on the Connecticut side of Long Island Sound, and a part of the megalopolis that was Greater New York. We still hadn't fulfilled the ambition we all had of showing Kim The City. But we didn't come up early to get that accomplished. It would have to wait. Wait for the off-season, when tensions were low. Getting close to a big event, my girls weren't comfortable unless they were either resting, to...